My heart was hurt
My soul was a ship
My ship got in a wreck you could say
It was a huge disaster
Worse than titanic
Blood everywhere from victims
Were displayed
But in the end no one was hurt
Except for the captain
He didn't make it to shore
No one helped him
Left him in the dust
This was why he didn't believe in trust
Created- 2/19/18
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half way blossomed
Poetrya collection of poems, thoughts, and other stuff from my childhood. some present. some past.
